StocktontoMalone wrote:That's where a person's Locus of Control comes into effect....
Take for instance a student who is waiting for a graded exam. She finally receives her exam and sees that she received a 71. She immediately declares, 'WTF! That test was too hard. It was obviously unfair. Half those questions were asking things I hadn't even heard before!'
Summary: She has an EXTERNAL locus of control....wasn't her fault the test was too hard. She had no control over her grade.
Whereas if she had an internal locus of control, she would have said something like this: 'Yeah, a 71...I knew it was going to be something like that. I really should have studied harder. I remember the professor mentioning this stuff, i just went out to a party the night before and didn't study as much as i should have. I deserved the grade.'
A friend and I were cruising Hollywood and Burbank last week. We hit Amoeba Records and some other places, and later ended up in Burbank for a signing.
My friend, who I'll refer to as "Nad," thought it would be nifty to let his newly-bought GPS do all the navigating for us. I could have saved us a ton of trouble by merely referring to Sunset Boulevard, Cahuenga Boulevard, N/S/E/W, the position of the sun, the Capitol Records building, etc., but to prove a point (and because Nad is one stubborn mofo), I let the GPS do its thing.
Nad's wife programmed it for "shortest" instead of "quickest," and hence it served up the most zigzag routes a motorist could possibly endure, taking us through residential streets that any sensible driver would avoid entirely. Nad practically exploded every fifteen seconds, to my extreme amusement, whenever the GPS chick-bot uttered a new command. "GAWDAMMIT!! WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE GOING?? WHAT'S WITH ALL THESE TRAFFIC LIGHTS!! FUCKING GEE PEE ESS!! PIECE OF SHIT!!"
You'd think we had an A.I. onboard, telling us where to go.
StocktontoMalone wrote:And that's why I think religious types have an EXTERNAL locus of control.
Not all of them. Many, sure, but not all.